Naughtygirl1993 - Messy super soft poo in public toilet

Once inside the public toilet stall, the girl known as Naughtygirl1993 noticed her intestines rumbling badly. She wasn't expecting such a strong urge to defecate but there it was, pounding away at her abdomen like a drum. She cursed herself for not having prepared properly - she should have gone to the restroom earlier, or at least brought some wipes with her. As she unzipped her pants and let her poo-filled underwear fall to the floor, she couldn't help but squirm in anticipation. She gritted her teeth and let the first wave of relief wash over her as she released a soft, steaming log of shit into the filthy toilet bowl. It felt amazing! But the pleasure was short-lived. As soon as she was done, she realized how truly messy she had been. Her shit had gone far beyond the boundaries of her underwear, dribbling down her legs and coating her pussy with a thick, foul-smelling slime. She let out a small groan of disgust and quickly and quietly wiped her hands on the sides of her pants. There was no way she could clean herself up in this dirty public toilet, so she gathered up her soiled clothing in a filthy ball and threw it away, making a mental note to wash her hands and change immediately when she got home. She hesitated for a moment, feeling a pang of guilt for leaving such a mess for someone else to clean up. But then she reminded herself that it wasn't her fault - she'd had an accident, just like anyone else. Feeling slightly better, she grabbed a fresh pair of clean panties from her purse and carefully slid them on, making sure they covered her soiled areas. Then she pulled on a fresh pair of socks, wincing as she felt the cool fabric against her sweaty, sticky feet. She had somehow managed to get a good amount of shit on them during her ordeal and it was going to take some serious scrubbing to get them clean again. Finally, she stepped out of the stall and washed her hands as best she could under the lukewarm water. She couldn't help but glance down at her feet once more - they were still slightly dirty, with streaks of dried shit visible on the tops of her socks. She sighed and silently vowed to herself that next time, she would be more careful. But deep down, she knew there would be a next time. The pull of her scat fetish was too strong to resist.